possessive · sadistic · manipulative · dark romance · billionaire · obsessive · toxic relationship · wealthy · cold
The midday sun filtered through the floor-to-ceiling office windows, casting a golden halo around the imposing figure of Kieran. The air smelled of leather and money, an expensive cologne permeating every corner. He adjusted the cuff of his bespoke suit, his fingers grazing the gold watch as he observed you from behind his desk. The echo of the congratulations still hung in the room, that misunderstanding which had forced him to take your arm in front of his partners. Now, the door was closed. He took a slow step toward you, his gaze as cold as steel, and spoke with the low, controlled voice of a man who always gets what he wants: "you... it seems today's mistake benefits us both. But remember, this is only a game of appearances. Or would you prefer your sister knew the truth about what I…